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Monday, January 23, 2012

I want to thank everyone who posted their First Kiss on my blog. They were great!! It was hard to pick, so I closed my eyes and pointed to one... And the winner is...

LARA!!! Here is her first kiss experience -

we were at a friends house in the basement trying to figure out a show to watch when our friends ran upstairs to make popcorn leaving us alone. We talked for a bit when he got a phone call. He ran upstairs to take it, but returned just a minute later. He came into the room, smiled at me, put one hand on my cheek, lifted my chin and kissed me gently. Then his lips parted, my heart pounded and I tasted the sweetness of watermelon. That beautiful boy! I don't know if he planned it or not, but he ate the most wonderful watermelon before coming down the stairs and to me it was the syrup of the gods! There was no slurping or slopping, just soft and gentle kisses standing in the basement. Our friends came running down the stairs and rather that jumping away embarrassed he put his arm around my shoulders, gave me a squeeze and we spent the rest of the night doing who knows what! I don't remember the rest because I could think of nothing else!

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Since it's the first of the year, I've decided I'm going to do a few blogs about the 'firsts' we've had in our life. So...today's blog is about your FIRST kiss.

I'll tell you mine, then I want you to comment and tell me yours. I'll pick my favorite and the winner will get a copy of my new release - Secrets After Dark in paperback. (so be sure to leave me your name and email addy so I can contact you if you're the winner)

My first kiss... I was in high school and VERY shy. (for those of you who know me, I can hear you laughing now!) But I was shy. I was a sophomore in high school and my first boyfriend was a junior. We were in the same band class. We used to meet during lunch in a vacant, dark room, and hold each other and kiss. I really thought I was in heaven! Little did I know, I wouldn't be in heaven until I kissed the man I would marry...which of course happened years later and a whole different story which I won't tell now. :)

Friday, January 6, 2012

There's really nothing that describes holding a book ... a book that YOU wrote! I love writing stories. I love when I get a new book cover. I love it when my books are published and I can actually start seeing $$. BUT...to hold my baby - the story that took a while to write and struggle to get into print... Is literally a dream come true! YEAH!! MY BOOK IS HERE!!

For some reason, I couldn't get a good picture. Either it was too dark or too bright. But, here is the best one I could take. lol

Monday, January 2, 2012

YEAH! "Secrets After Dark" is now available!! I'm doing the Snoopy Dance and I hope you'll join me! Bookstores can now order my book...and some have already ordered. So just check with the clerk at the store to see if it's there or when it will be there.

For those who are Kindle / Nook readers, my story isn't available electronically yet, but it will be VERY SOON!

Hannah clasped her hands to the material around her neck, bringing the garment closer together to ward off the coldness seeping in through her skin. With every step, she searched through the fog and strained to hear what was going on around her. Close by, bushes rustled and twigs snapped.

She glanced at the trees, wondering if she should climb one to get out of the path of the wild animal. Hannah gulped. Another twig snapped, and the growl of an animal rumbled through the air. She froze in fear, afraid to even breathe.

Through the fog, yellow eyes floated toward her, and within seconds the outline of the wolf appeared. He bared his teeth as he stared at her, stalking closer.

Hannah whimpered. “Please, don’t.”

The animal stopped and tilted his head, no longer threatening her with his nasty snarl. His eyes blinked. Against her ribs her heartbeat thundered, shaking her body even worse. Would he pounce on her and kill her immediately?

This was definitely the calm before the storm.

Even through her fear, she realized she’d never seen a more beautiful animal. Pure white fur covered the animal, and perfect ears stood straight on top his head. The long, bushy tail did not move at the animal stared at her.

Several minutes passed. She dared not move for fear of provoking the animal further. If the rapid speed of her heart didn’t kill her, the wolf certainly would. Silently, she prayed Morgan would save her as he did the last time. But as each minute passed, her hopes sank lower.

Finally the white wolf moved, taking a step closer to her. Clutching her shaking hands against her chest, Hannah squeezed her eyes closed and whimpered. The heat of his breath fanned her cold hands. She waited for his sharp teeth to sink into her skin, but instead she felt soft fur rubbing gently against her hand.

She peeked at the wolf, keeping as still as she could. He looked up at her, his large, yellow eyes staring wondrously into her eyes for a moment. Then he whined and nudged her with his nose before rubbing his head on her hand again.

The beast seemed friendly, but how could that be? Hadn’t he already killed women, including Sarah, the Thorntons’ servant?

The wolf sat in front of her and lifted his paw. Letting out a whine, he rested his paw on Hannah’s leg. Her heart leapt in terror. She had heard once that some animals play with their victims before they kill them, and perhaps this was the case now.

Keeping his eyes on her, the wolf touched her again. He let out a soft whine and tilted his head at her.

Hannah licked her lips. “Wh–what do you want?” she whispered.

The wolf rose to all fours and stepped in front of her as if he was leaving. He took a couple of steps then turned and looked back at her. He whined once more before turning and taking a few more steps, then stopping again to peer back at her, his eyes glowing.

Perhaps all the rumors of the white wolf had been false. Obviously, the animal wasn’t trying to hurt her, but help her. Hannah clasped her cold, shaky hands and walked toward him on quaky limbs. She kept a few steps behind him as he led her through the trees. Every so often, he turned and looked at her as if to make certain she followed.

Soon, the lights from the manor shone through the night like a beacon in the fog. Tears gathered in her eyes. At last she was safe!